Page 119 of Hot Cops

“Maybe there’s something else I can give you.”

“I’d be very careful, Ms. Young. I’m an honest cop, and anything you say now can and will be used against you.”

He purposely didn’t finish his line.

“In a court of law?” she added.

Landon shook his head. “In my bed.”

Before she could reply to that, he turned her away from him, draping her facedown on the bed. She struggled slightly, her resistance a token effort at best as she kept up the pretense.

“Please, Officer,” she said breathlessly.

Once her hands were secured behind her back, he drew the blindfold on over her eyes. Sunnie shook her head as he tried to tie it, and this time her struggle felt genuine. She wouldn’t like the loss of her vision—it would strip away some of the control she thought she had.

She was about to find out how little of that she actually possessed.

“If it’s too much for you, Sunshine…if you get scared, just say ‘cheerleader’ and I’ll stop.”

She snickered. “You’re so obsessed with me in that uniform.”

He followed that taunt with a slap to her ass. A hard one.

Sunnie jerked, in surprise and perhaps even a bit of pain.

“Ow.”

“What do you say to make me stop?” he prompted.

“Cheerleader,” she breathed. “But, Landon?—”

He smacked her again. “Officer Riggs,” he corrected.

She shivered slightly. “Officer Riggs?”

“Yes.”

“I won’t say that word. I don’t want to stop.”

Just when he thought his dick couldn’t get any harder.

Landon pressed her legs apart and sank three fingers in deep. She was slick with arousal and his come, and her inner muscles quivered, still sensitive from the orgasms she’d already had.

When she started moving in time with his thrusting fingers, he withdrew them.

“Don’t stop,” she demanded, her request earning her another slap to her ass.

“I don’t think you understand how serious your crimes were, Ms. Young,” he said, reminding her they were still playing their roles. Landon knelt behind her.

Sunnie tilted her head, forced to guess what he was doing, blinded by the silk over her eyes. She appeared to be listening for clues.

He grinned, wondering what she’d make of what she heard next.

Landon pulled the box back out. He’d shoved it away, wanting her to relax, to think the only toys he intended to play with were the cuffs and blindfold.

“What are you—” she started.

He cut her off with a hard spank. “Quiet.”

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